I rather look at breasts

Hate em or love em, you have to admire Mel Gibson for stepping up and admitting to the world that not only was he drunk off his ass but is begging for the Jewish community to help him mend his evil ways. Of course I’m talking about ole Mel getting pulled over drunk the other morning and going off on a rant about Jews and cops and more Jews.

And now of course Mel is telling anyone who’ll listen how sorry he is and that he’s not like that and he needs help which according to the greater Jewish world at large comes a dollar short and a day late. Poor Mel, he’s shit the bed and now he’ll have to sleep in it.

Anyhow, maybe because I’ve never given religion much thought, I’ve never understood the hatred people have for certain religions. I’ll sit there and listen politely to a cat’s spiel on his own religion but at the end of it all I’m gonna smile and say if that’s what works for you and makes you happy, then cool. And off I go in search of something more interesting.

I’ve never understood being part of a conversation where it starts out, “by the way, you know they’re Jewish right?” What does that mean and how the fuck does it affect me? Now if the muthafucker had said, “by the way, you know they’re cannibals right?” Then I would know how to treat em which of course means not inviting em over for snacks and drinks and shit.

Take the Jews, Blacks, Asians, Musicians, Mexicans, and the infamous Mexicacants, Muslims, White people, and who ever. I don’t really care how you worship or who you pray too or what you pray too cause as long as you don’t try to force your shit on me or scare the kids, everything’s kosher. But then again it’s no secret I’m not like most folk. Thank god.


"and the monkey flipped the switch"